I woke up at 6 am and needed to make a phone call to the primary care doctor’s office to make an appointment at 6:30 a.m. they set an online appointment at 2:30 p.m. I arrived at the online meeting room at 2:30 p.m., and needed to wait for more than 30 minutes for the doctor show up. The doctor, as always, preached and threatened me about the diabetes. I needed to bit my tongue to listen without talking back to the doctor until she satisfactory made me feel uncomfortable and hate her enough. Then I could finally open my mouth about my main reason of this doctor’s visit, that is to request the refill of hydrocodone, the strong pain reliever medication.
I hate talking with the doctor. I really do. I wish I don’t need to have any more doctor’s visit in the near future. I am still fully depending on the medication, just only for the refill request, I needed to listen to the doctor’s threatening and preach. I hate that.
The nerve pain is still intense. The burning hot sensation is on the pinky side of the right foot.
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